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[notvaljean]

Hi, this is Jean... [loud crackling in the background, the sound of sighing] ... and Blitz. We're busy right now and can't answer, so leave a message and we'll get back to you.

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[notvaljean]

He's not going to attack you!

[Geesh, Bertolt, stop being such a baby! Blitz only zaps Jean, and only when he's displeased with something Jean is doing. Or not doing. Or thinking about doing.]

[Look, the point is, Blitz is an asshole.]

[Jean jumps when the communicator starts making noise, especially when it starts talking, but he has a way to deal with this problem.]

Blitz! Get it!

[The Electrode doesn't need to be told twice. Blitz lunges in, sparks flying everywhere, growling and spitting. How dare you attack and wake up his human and Tall Nervous? HOW DARE?!!11!!]

[bertall]

<sub>[Let it also be known that Bertolt can be a colossal scaredy cat. Titans he can handle. Spooky ghost stories that they'd all tell at night, he can handle.

Disembodied voices threatening to curse someone? Sure, it might not be threatening Bertolt, but he's still in the vicinity! He's a coward to the end, and he makes that clear when he awkwardly makes a grab for Jean's arm for a sense of security - and to maybe make sure he can stay behind him, at least a little, when sparks start flying.

He does not enjoy being zapped, thank you!]</sub>

W-We're in a closed space, Jean! He can hit us!

_{[He doesn't go siccing Marcel on things inside of the tents! This is crazy!]}

[greatrage]

[well. He scared the other one, at least. He'll count this one as a victory.

The possessed pokégear darts to and fro, avoiding the sparks. The screen then shows a grinning, laughing skull emoji]

making.... it.... worse... for yourselves!

[the pokégear then unleashes a gust of eerie energy, enough to make the humans in the tent shudder in fear! It's Ominous Wind! OooOOoooOO spoopy]

okay fixed I hope

[notvaljean]

[The wind from the Pokegear hits Jean square in the chest, and... well, Jean doesn't consider himself a coward. If he was a coward, he wouldn't have survived Trost, wouldn't have joined the Survey Corps. But that blast of wind conjures up all sorts of horrible images, all sorts of terrifying things that Jean would rather not think about. Things like spiders. Really, really big spiders. Spiders the size of titans.]

[Jean gives a decidedly unmanly yelp of fear and latches onto Bertolt, clinging to his arm hard with both hands.]

Get it away!

[Blitz is infuriated, and since his sparks aren't working, he decides to take things up a notch. He lets loose with an ear-piercing Screech. There, that'll take this bag of dicks down a notch!]

[And probably wake up everything and everyone else within a five mile radius.]

[bertall]

<sub>[It's that reflex that makes Bertolt hook his free arm around Jean, twisting the two of them around in order to try and shield him from the gust. Later, he might be confused as to why it came so naturally, but his priority now is to at least try and protect his friend. He'd sic Marcel on whatever it was too, if it wasn't for the risk of burning the whole damn tent down. He knows Roar, but would that even work?

Bertolt winces when Blitz ends up Screeching, and he knows he'll be hearing that for a good day - if he doesn't lose his hearing for awhile, that is. (Note to future self, invest in some ear plugs.)]</sub>

Focus on it, Blitz!

[greatrage]

[The pokegear laughs, a high pitched sort of "Pihihihihi" sound. YES LITTLE HUMANS. YES! COWER IN FEAR.

But holy spit that is a loud and piercing sound. An emoji with "X"s for eyes appears for a moment before the screen turns to static and the gear sparks. Finally, whatever it is relinquishes it's hold on the gear, dropping it, and manifesting in its true form...


... which is very small and very not intimidating. Orange and round with an aura of electricity. It grins mischievously, then zips around the tent, almost too fast to even see. It finds its way into Jean's bag, snatches a few of his GOOD COOKIES with its telekinesis, then zips right on out of the tent. LATER NERDS]

[notvaljean]

[Later, when he's not still feeling that aftereffects of whatever fear spray that thing did, Jean will realize that Bertolt was trying to shield him. It's a realization that will affect him deeply, because no one, save one person, has ever done anything like that for him before.]

The fuck was that?

[Blitz knows what it was! That was a goddamn Pokemon, in his tent, bothering his trainer AND Tall Nervous, and eating Blitz's cookies! That shit can NOT be allowed to stand, and he lunges out of the tent after the retreating orange ball.]

[Normally Blitz believes in Ball Solidarity, but not today.]